City of Fallen Souls: A LitRPG Adventure (UnderVerse Book 3) by Jez Cajiao (fb2 epub reader .txt) 📕

to bleeding them with a million cuts, to targeting muscle groups that would weaken an enemy, and more. Breaking bones with my shield and gouging eyes with stiffened fingers was practically second nature now.

With Nerin there, we’d done it all, to a certain point. He’d stopped, as had I, once the hit was confirmed beyond doubt to work. A blow to the eyes didn’t need to drive deep, not when it was on target, so we’d cut off the force then, judging similarly with other attacks. It still left me tired and worn out when I finally staggered off to rest, finding Oracle in our room already.

“Where’ve you been?” I asked, having missed her. I’d been able to ‘feel’ that she was okay, but still…

“Mal took me to the Emporium, and then we visited a few other older locations around the city.” she said, smiling. “I knew you’d be back soon, so I made a few changes next door…” She gestured to the bathroom, and I stumbled through to find it lit by dozens of candles, with the water in the sunken bath steaming merrily.

“Oh baby…” I muttered, gazing at the water hungrily.

“Go on, get in.” She smiled, and I didn’t need to be asked twice. I stripped off the filthy, sweat-stained shorts and waded down the steps cut into the side of the bath. The center was the lowest part, with deep steps on either side to sit or rest on. I took a deep breath, folding my legs under me and plunging to the bottom of the small pool.

I sat there for long seconds, holding my breath and feeling the odd pressure of the water around me. I relished the feeling of my aching muscles slowly going silent, and I opened my eyes, blinking as they adjusted to the water on them.

I looked up through the dimly lit water to the candles flickering above, and I saw a slender leg sink into the water nearby. I enjoyed the view as Oracle slipped into the water, slowly sliding her perfect figure down to sit across from me, equally naked as I was.

Her hair had changed, shifting from the long black curls she’d worn yesterday. Silken strands of a rich, deep golden red floated up, moving with the swirl and dip of the water. She smiled at me, her skin pale, and her eyes almost glowing in the dark liquid.

I slowly stood up, blinking as the water cascaded down, running out of my hair and beard as I shook my head and sat back on one of the steps, holding my hand out to her.

Oracle rose up through the water, tossing her hair back over one shoulder and smiling at me. She slid the few steps through the water to come to rest in my arms. I wrapped them around her waist, and she sat on my knee, sliding one arm around my shoulders as we kissed.

The room was silent, apart from the occasional crackle and pop of the fat in the candles, the faint conversations outside muted down to a faint buzz that barely registered as I slid my hot hands up, exploring her body. She laughed huskily while I nuzzled her neck.

Her skin was pleasantly cool, soft as silk over firm muscles, and my god, she tasted amazing.

She laughed again as I bit gently on her neck, but when she felt ‘Mr.Happy’ rising to the occasion, she gently, but firmly, disengaged me from her embrace, pushing back in the water to sit across from me.

“Ah… no!” she said, smiling sadly. “I’ve been speaking to Augustus and the others already; apparently ‘women weaken legs’?” I growled, in no mood to be teased again, when what I wanted so badly was within reach.

“I don’t care…” I muttered, standing and moving forward, only to have her slip out of the water. the view of her long red hair and perfect ass dripping with water only made me surge forward faster.

“I do!” she said, pushing me back into the bath, before standing at the edge of the pool and considering me as I laid back to float in the water. I got my own fun out of watching her, my flagpole waving to her as I reclined. It was impossible not to grin at the look of hunger on her face.

“You sure about that?” I teased, flexing and ‘waving’ at her.

“Yes…” she said, sounding unsure, before swallowing hard and forcing herself to look me in the eyes. “Two days, Jax; that’s it. You fight tonight, and tomorrow, and then we’re out of here, flying away on the ships for days, where we won’t have to fight, where we won’t have to worry about being interrupted. You survive these two days, you win, and your prize…” she said, reaching up and cupping her chest suggestively, “…is to do anything you want with me.”

“I want…” I growled, coming back to my feet and staring up at her hungrily. She smiled, letting my eyes travel all over her body as she slowly turned to display every enticing curve.

“I do too…” she whispered. With an apologetic glance, she stepped back, and clothes sprang into existence. A white dress, demure by her standards, but still figure-hugging, covered her as she shook her head.

“… but if what they say is true, even a slight advantage could be all your enemies need.” She gestured to a table I had not noticed when I’d entered the room. “Climb onto that, lie face down, and I’ll massage you.” I groaned. “Don’t you want that?” she asked and I nodded, then sighed heavily.

“Yeah, I do, but do you think that I’ll be able to relax with your hands sliding all over my naked body? Seriously?” I explained, and she grimaced.

“Okay, fair point.” She bit her lip, clearly disappointed. “Well, in that case, there’s some food by the bed, and I can leave you alone, if you want?” She spoke sadly, her shoulders slumping.

“I don’t want you to leave. I really don’t. But